Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

Faced with these three huge obstacles, the police officer held back his laughter and was left with only embarrassment, his brows slightly furrowed.

He asked quietly, "Commander He, why don't we just forget about it and let it go without hurting anyone else. Let them reconcile privately."

This little police officer doesn't want to touch this hot potato!

Unexpectedly, Officer He refuted: "No! Fighting in public places is a bad thing and seriously affects social morals. They must be punished and taught a lesson!"

Commander He was very serious. She was the commander of the Security Department and was in charge of the police station. However, the two people fighting each other were bigwigs in Qingcheng's business community, and it was difficult for a small police officer to deal with them.

The police officer forced a smile and tried again:

"Chief He, why don't you let them go to the hospital to treat their injuries first? They are seriously injured. You see, Young Master Xiao is your nephew..."

He Qiuye interrupted him before he could finish his words: "No, the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people! A few punches won't break your hands or feet, there's no need to go to the hospital.

Hurry up and record their statements. Detain those who need to be detained and sentence those who need to be sentenced. Don't be polite to me!"

Commander He was a man of ruthless integrity and arrogance. She thought that this injury was insignificant and she could just endure it.

But Xiao Wuyang suddenly fell down on the bench. With a "bang", he hit the ground, and the bench made several noises.

"Mr. Xiao!" the police officer shouted. He was the first to notice that something was wrong with Xiao Wuyang, who suddenly fell to the ground, catching him off guard.

"Nothing's wrong!" He Qiuye panicked and immediately went to help Xiao Wuyang.

“I’m fine! I’m fine! I’m fine…” He was lying on the ground and couldn’t be woken up no matter how many times he was called out. He was completely unconscious.

He Qiuye no longer cared about the fight and rushed the man to the hospital, obviously worried.

Leng Qianhan was acquitted and walked out of the police station with a swagger. He felt that Xiao Wuyang was too weak and would faint after a few punches from him.

He went back to the playground parking lot and sat in his car smoking, the smoke coming out of his blood-stained mouth in circles, rising slowly.

While smoking, he was thinking that he should think of a good way to ask for Qingqian's forgiveness. He did not give up. His perseverance was his strength.

I hadn't thought about it yet. I looked at the time and it was already past eight o'clock, so I quickly called a designated driver to take him back.

When they returned to the villa, Mu Qingqian was still awake. Leng Qianhan personally prepared a bucket of mugwort foot washing water and brought it to Qingqian's room, risking being kicked out.

Fortunately, Qing Qian did not chase him away. She just lay there on the sofa in a daze. She didn't want to talk to him. It would be a waste of her energy to say a word to him, and it would be a waste of her eyes to look at him.

Leng Qianhan put the foot washing water under her feet like a dog slave. The redness and swelling on her face did not disappear at all. She looked like a pig's head, so ugly!

He did not rush to wash Mu Qingqian's feet. Instead, he knelt down at her feet, bent over and lowered his head. With the wounds on his face, he looked like a male slave who was humbly begging for mercy after being punished by his master.

He said sincerely, "Qingqian, if you feel that I was the one who removed your kidney, then you can also remove my kidney and give me back my heart, is that okay?"

This was his second decision. Giving the kidney to her and letting her have it removed would make things a little more even between them.

And his words also conveyed that it was not him who removed her kidney. He hoped that she could understand and reduce her hatred and disgust for him, even if it was just a little bit.

Mu Qingqian didn't want to pay any attention to him, but when she heard him talking about donating a kidney, she sat up and glared angrily:

"It's useless for me to have your kidney! Do you think I can get my kidney back if it's gone? Please have some medical knowledge, it can't be put back! Your dirty kidney is not worthy, I find it disgusting!"

"Okay, okay, if you don't want my kidney, then keep it. A man without a kidney is like a man without a motor. Two kidneys are two motors, both for you to use." He responded very quickly, so shamelessly.

It's fine if you value your own kidneys, but you actually use women's needs as an excuse without any shame or hesitation.

Qing Qian didn't want to, and he was happy. After all, removing a kidney is harmful to the body and will affect future sexual happiness!

"..."

Before Mu Qingqian could finish her words, he cleverly said, "If you don't want my kidney, I'll wash your feet. You can avoid the death penalty but you can't escape the punishment of living, right?

I have washed your feet. If you allow me, I will give you a drink of your foot washing water. You have never drunk my foot washing water, so I will drink yours..."

He didn't know why he blurted out this conversation, begging to drink her foot washing water because she had never drunk his.

I found it so unbelievable and embarrassed that I wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury myself.

However, he didn't know how lucky he was in his heart. He once asked the bodyguard to force her to kneel on the ground and drink his foot washing water. Fortunately, she was very tenacious and finally did not drink it.

And the fact that he could drink her foot washing water made him look even more humble and miserable, and Qingqian would be happy!

That was his perverted idea, there was no other way.

Mu Qingqian was so angry at his series of perverted words that she remained silent. He took that as his consent, rolled up his sleeves on both sides, still kneeling, gently lifted her feet, took off her shoes and socks, and placed them in the warm water.

The warm moxa water and the warm heat flowed from the soles of Mu Qingqian's feet to the brain nerves in her head, making her feel comfortable.

The man's strength in massaging her feet was good, without hurting her, and she felt so comfortable and soft that she couldn't lose her temper.

He rolled up the sleeve of his left hand very high, deliberately showing her the scar on his forearm.

The scar was caused by her cutting with scissors. The wound was very deep and he never treated it, so it was covered with blood and festering. He just didn't want it to heal and wanted to leave it there to earn her pity and sympathy.

It’s good that she remembered that she gave him a pair of scissors!

He was also mocking Xiao Wuyang in his heart. He was injured but still managed to knock him to the ground. He was a hundred times stronger than Xiao Wuyang!

At this moment, he was just a slave, or a lowly foot washer. He was kneeling the whole time, washing Qingqian's feet and massaging them. He was willing and happy, pitiful and lowly.

The foot washing and massage took twenty minutes to complete. The doctor told me that it was suitable to soak the feet, but not for too long because my body was too weak.

He helped her dry her feet and put on her socks. The next step should be to pour out the footbath water, but he actually knelt on the ground, supported himself with his hands, slowly put his head over the footbath bucket, put his face toward the water, drank a sip, then another sip, and another sip, enjoying it very much...

Mu Qingqian was so frightened by his behavior that she had to look at him a few more times, not realizing that his swollen and scary face was deeply reflected in her eyes.

Suddenly, he kicked out fiercely, "Ah, you ugly bastard, get out of here!"

The kick hit Leng Qianhan right in the face. He felt so much pain that he fell to the ground sideways.

It’s not because of how strong her feet were, it’s because her face was already painful.

He didn't dare to get angry, and quickly got up, "Yes, yes, I'll go out right away."

As if he had been pardoned, he quickly picked up the footbath and ran away.